On your engagement let the angels
Now let them fill the air with voices strong!
Yield, ye gates that shelter Heaven's throng!
Open up, that they might glory bring!
Unleash the mighty organ tones that ring
Right through the rock beneath your joyous song!
Even to this world of right and wrong
Now come angels past all reckoning!
Granted, after celebration due,
Angels tend to slowly disappear,
Going back behind the golden door
Even as you long for their return.
Music, though, remains behind with you.
Each moment that you listen you will hear
Not them, but from your own unwritten score,
The songs of love no innocent could learn.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.